Out walking the dog recently
on an unusually soft New York City summer
evening, without an ounce of humidity in the
air, a lovely song came to mind. From the
1950s, it actually made the pop music charts
here during the era of Elvis.
Eddie Heywood’s “Soft
Summer Breeze” captured the season a
lifetime or two ago for me, and lo and behold
on a perfect night in 2018 is again rattling
around inside my head.
So I thought to share it with
you, alongside some other summer favorites.
Our offering celebrates what we
always hope will occur, but know can never
be—endless summer. Listen
to the lyrical über-joy of “Summertime
Summertime” or “I’ve Told
Every Little Star,” but be careful.
Both of these songs can get into
your head and will pop up—without warning—again
and again, even at the most inopportune times,
and there you will be, at the beach or camping
in the woods or in a popcorn queue at the
movies, and people will wonder about the funny
face you are making.
But soon the puffy white, fair
weather clouds that herald summer will become
thin and high, as the wind takes over arranging
the leaves of autumn.
But none of that is in sight for
at least a month . . .
For now, here are some old friends
with great music, just for you.GeoffreyAugust 6, 2018

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